In the Dead of Night
I hear voices in the dead of night, when the lights are out and my mom’s asleep;
You see, I think I´m insane.
I hear a kid right outside my window crying for help,
And later on I hear a couple, doing what, I try to ignore
But when I look outside there´s not a soul walking by;
And sometimes when I´m at my worst I see shadows of
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